"Too busy, is that it?"
He snorted coldly, raising his hand to grab Ye Qianming.
"Then this little kid is mine! Come back when you have time... Ah!"
Before Yuan Hu could finish his sentence, everyone heard a prolonged scream suddenly erupt.
"My hand!"
As Yuan Hu screamed, everyone instinctively looked towards his palm.
However...
People watched with incredulity as Yuan Hu cradled his perfectly intact palm, howling in agony.
Is Little Tyrant Yuan practicing his acting?
It's so fake.
Everyone stared at his hand, which didn't even have a scratch, full of disdain.
They thought Luo Qingtong had twisted his hand off! But...
The corners of everyone's mouths twitched.
However, no one knew that Yuan Hu truly was in pain!
Just a moment ago, Luo Qingtong had reached out and actually twisted his hand off, then swiftly reattached it!
The speed was so fast, no one saw it!
Now, there was still lingering pain on his wrist from the bones being forcibly twisted off and reattached.
